Somehow I missed this month's editorial over at Sit and Spin Magazine — and I couldn't agree with it more. Ryan Seacrest is ruining everything:

Every day, countless innocent New Yorkers (and while I couldn't care less, I would have to imagine people of other, lesser cities) are exposed to Seacrest's meaty, quasi-mongoloid puss grinning idiotically at them from billboards, subway placards, and the sides of MTA buses. I for one have lost at least three hours of work-time recuperating from the nausea and residual anger associated with such exposure - multiply that by a work force of 4 million-plus, and we're talking about lost man-hours into the scores of millions, costing the New York City economy billions of dollars and threatening our very way of life.

Seacrest Needs a Good Skull-Fucking [Sit and Spin]